I've always wondered what she tasted like... Those innocent eyes masking that naughty twinkle. Would she ever consider fucking me? What would she see in me? For months these thoughts crossed my mind of my colleague sitting opposite me. "She's married and happy" I told myself. Don't cause trouble! Fast track to 23rd December, we're alone in the office, I would never dare risk anything due to cameras and our careers... I sit there peeking at her low cut blouse, perky tits for a mom of 2... I wonder how they would fit in my mouth... This causes an instant bulge in my pants! "F&@k it" I think, let's see if she notices. I get up from my desk and go and talk to her, our usual innocent flirts... Her eyes shoots down at my bulge... "Is that because of me?" she enquires. "Doesn't really matter MRS xxx" I respond... "you're married". "pity" she says. I don't even know what a dick looks like anymore. Should I continue? Let me know!